Fly

Gazing at the expansive, blue sky,
Seeing all the birds,
Knowing a glide of gratitude,
Just to live in the world.

Feeling divinely happy,
Smiling when the birds sing,
Staring at the glowing sky,
Wishing I had iridescent wings.

Just looking at the birds,
Is a gift for all of us,
A gift that has no fees,
A gift that we can trust.